Hold my hand

John

It's like I'm inside a rattle

And the babies shaking me

We both can't speak

It's all just sound

And I'm bouncing around a waiting room

Nervous to enter but wanting answers

The toy tick tocks as it rolls over, like my mind

The outside silent, inside butterflies long for escape

Wishing for a rainbow

A Promise 

 

  • Author: Augie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 26th, 2024 03:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write J.

    • John

      Thanks buddy

    • Nubianpoet

      Thanks 4 sharing😉

      • John

        Hi Nubian...I appreciate your interest
        John

      • Thomas W Case

        Superb work, love the metaphor.



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